young gho$t, chronic shnxman - metallica lyrics
i k!ll em all i look like metallica
then i take off straight up like a harrier
when i spit fire go fast like a hurricane
and i be dropping more bomb than a lancaster
i’m creeping death i look like metallica
putting the date of your death in my calendar
pull out the blade, excalibur
maximum stamina battling like it’s soul calibur
are you not entertained is this not why you’re here?
see me walk into the club just to buy a beer
are you not entertained is this not why you’re here?
saw you standing in a line outside for like a year
insidious by design, it’s hideous to find that you’re in the firing line
mind that’s why i’m firing lines at spiteful writers who try to rhyme
nah man i can’t find the time i ain’t peaking so i got heights to climb
might rise and rise, time and time or get knocked blind in the t-tle fight
i’m wrong or right, still can’t prove it so if i say that i’m a mind
and i’m alive then it’s still disputed, out of ten i’m nine point five
i speak for a jilted movement, how i speak in my music can cause confusing
of the rude and foolish cos they can’t interpret
i burnt the booth and i will burn the church next
fairly good but i’m far from perfect
can’t reply cos i got no service
any time i get the paper i burn it
any time i got the paper i earned it
i got the lyrical energy
you got a circle of frenemies
i’m like a cat with a pedigree
and i will battle you readily
and i will batter you heavily
i am attacking you cleverly
i got a practical remedy
stashing a man in the back of a cherokee
i k!ll em all i look like metallica
then i take off straight up like a harrier
when i spit fire go fast like a hurricane
and i be dropping more bomb than a lancaster
i’m creeping death i look like metallica
putting the date of your death in my calendar
pull out the blade, excalibur
maximum stamina battling like it’s soul calibur
why you got cash in my territory?
get bat with a yellow directory
get bat with all manner of weaponry
you are a pitiful enemy
if you listen and you ain’t respecting me
your dad should have had a vasectomy
i rock supreme with supremacy
i got the lyrical energy
i got the energy, i got the zen, i got the chakra
i’m in a honda i’m in a benz, now i’m in a mazda
i am the ghost, so call me casper
i’m rolling the ganja look like a rasta
i got the zen, i think i’m a master
cooking the pot, i’m cooking the pasta
i’m getting these questions i tell em again, i do not know the answer
i’m flipping the banter, i ain’t from atlanta
i come from the city of sails, where we making sales
and everyting anchor, i’m hitting the b-ss
i won’t show no rage i won’t show no rankor
i’m a high ranker, i’m off the chart
i run outta weed fore i run out of bars
make a man sweat like he run out of shard
when i roll up better jump out the car if you know who i are
my kush may be but i’m not from iran
i’m at the spot with a watch on my arm
saying a prayer reciting a psalm
i k!ll em all i look like metallica
then i take off straight up like a harrier
when i spit fire go fast like a hurricane
and i be dropping more bomb than a lancaster
i’m creeping death i look like metallica
putting the date of your death in my calendar
pull out the blade, excalibur
maximum stamina battling like it’s soul calibur
i got the weapon so step and i’m armed
i never been calm, anyone get in my face and i’m getting alarmed
man i don’t ever get up cos i never set an alarm
take a man out to the farm if he getting too smart smoking a dart
i got the dro i’ma spark, drummer like lars i look like metallica
pull out a crossbow i’m lannister throw a guy over the bannisters if they keep acting up
and i don’t chat to an amateur, think i might finish this sh-t cos i had enough – lata cuz
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